The Aultdrachty rauchle

Naebody mynds Aultdrachty noo, though lood it rattles still. Yet Aultdrachty’s watter wis’nae awas clear, an it hods a muckle saicret. Sae hearken, an hear the feech o’ the packman, … Continue reading The Aultdrachty rauchle

The brig that spans the Wharry

The Wharry glen is a magical place. The glen nestles between Bridge of Allan and Dunblane. Under the old stone Wharry bridge I wrote in chalk “That was lovely”. The … Continue reading The brig that spans the Wharry